The ocean of life looks calm today, but that’s a mental illusion, a trick to make you wade in unguarded. When you’re chest-deep what you find is that Love is a reality, as solid as any material object, the result of (or is that in response to?) any action, and the realness of it draws us back, either to re-live a past emotional state, to recall it, maybe to mourn it, or to hide in our past delusions or fantasies. Just know that while you’re playing the Love game, riding Love’s emotional currents, you may get caught in the undertow, swept back to the past, and so miss what’s going on right now, real-time, on today’s very solid shores (Venus conj SN and nov Saturn, Mercury semi-square Neptune).

‘The Last Respects’ By Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec 1886 {{PD}}

Today’s word image: You look out your window, and see a big, black, shiny hearse pull up in front of your house. What does it make you think? And what do you feel? Do you assume it’s there for you, stopping for directions, or for some purpose that falls somewhere in between?